Wednesday, January 7, 2015

"When I die, don't bother looking for me to bury me. Let my body rot to the feast of maggots as the putrid stench of my essence linger in tongues of condors. Sleeping in decaying tomb, let me be one with nature as my flesh ravage. Reverted back to nothingness the same as my heart when I lived, at least this way I am complete, the master of pain and destruction of joy." - Dunns. "Masters of Pain" poem #truth #wisdom #happy #happiness #wise #knowledge #power #positive #powerful #words #poetry #quotes #dailyquotes #marijuana #art #nyc #cali #london #paris #buddha #graffiti #art #osho #life #namaste #peace #love #smile #onelove #breathe #oxygen Just a poem, practicing.


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